Realized yesterday that I needed to get my teeth into something. That's a habit my husband has no trouble with....he'll have a *something* that inspires him and will tackle it until, either he has it solved, or he's bought whatever it is he's got his eye on. For him now it's a Harley-Davidson. He's not had a motorcycle in years, and it was before I came into the picture that he owned one. His current passion is to search the online ads for a used bike. That's keeping him happy.
I tend to be reactive. I react when other folks in my life initiate. Maybe it's a mothering hazard. Even online, I tend to whiz through my reading/writing because I know that within a few minutes somebody's going to ask me a question. Then my brain will have to pause, and then I oftentimes have difficulty getting back to my business.
So, the plan is to dig out a cross-stitch project (there are many pouting in various plastic bags), or to begin writing a story. Or using the watercolors I bought before getting sick. I just need something for *me*, you know?
And as to my day, the lady did come in and pay up, and we do have groceries in the house. Not proud of my pitiful lack of faith, but so grateful that God is long on patience with me. I require lots. ;)
I tend to be reactive. I react when other folks in my life initiate. Maybe it's a mothering hazard. Even online, I tend to whiz through my reading/writing because I know that within a few minutes somebody's going to ask me a question. Then my brain will have to pause, and then I oftentimes have difficulty getting back to my business.
So, the plan is to dig out a cross-stitch project (there are many pouting in various plastic bags), or to begin writing a story. Or using the watercolors I bought before getting sick. I just need something for *me*, you know?
And as to my day, the lady did come in and pay up, and we do have groceries in the house. Not proud of my pitiful lack of faith, but so grateful that God is long on patience with me. I require lots. ;)
